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Woke up quick in me hammock
Just thought that I be in Tortuga sick
Gotta get me rum befor' day begun
Slurpin' spiced Captain Mo' bakin' in tha sun,
About ta sail and damn near went blind
Royal Navy off port throwin' up gang signs
Ran below deck grabbed me pistols, Buccaneer
Got a cutlas, lit wicks in me beard
Bailin' out tha bilge, I pointed me weapons
Just as I thought the fools kept steppin'
Unfurled sails, hit the juice on my ride
Got front and back, then fired broadsides
Then I let tha fifer play!
Poppin' new beats up and down the bay
We flew Jolly Roger from the top of the mast
Jumpin' on peg legs this is what we'd blast:
Crusin' Spanish Crib' on my man-o-wo'
Jackin' the merches, hearty yo ho
Went to Port Royal to get tha scoop
Knuckle-heads out there cold shootin' at sloops
A ship sails up, who can it be?
A fresh French Frigate Flyin' Roger Jolly
Parrot flies from the poop and he started to say:
"It's all about scorin' them Pieces of Eight"
'Cuz Tha boyz on tha deck are always hard
Come talkin' that trash and we'll sink ya, yar
Knowin' nothin' in life but ye be legit
Got me monkey! Got hydraulics on my ship!
Not my doing,
I got it from <a href="http://archive.gamespy.com/fargo/january04/newyear/index2.shtml" target="_blank">Planet Fargo</a>
Woke up quick in me hammock
Just thought that I be in Tortuga sick
Gotta get me rum befor' day begun
Slurpin' spiced Captain Mo' bakin' in tha sun,
About ta sail and damn near went blind
Royal Navy off port throwin' up gang signs
Ran below deck grabbed me pistols, Buccaneer
Got a cutlas, lit wicks in me beard
Bailin' out tha bilge, I pointed me weapons
Just as I thought the fools kept steppin'
Unfurled sails, hit the juice on my ride
Got front and back, then fired broadsides
Then I let tha fifer play!
Poppin' new beats up and down the bay
We flew Jolly Roger from the top of the mast
Jumpin' on peg legs this is what we'd blast:
Crusin' Spanish Crib' on my man-o-wo'
Jackin' the merches, hearty yo ho
Went to Port Royal to get tha scoop
Knuckle-heads out there cold shootin' at sloops
A ship sails up, who can it be?
A fresh French Frigate Flyin' Roger Jolly
Parrot flies from the poop and he started to say:
"It's all about scorin' them Pieces of Eight"
'Cuz Tha boyz on tha deck are always hard
Come talkin' that trash and we'll sink ya, yar
Knowin' nothin' in life but ye be legit
Got me monkey! Got hydraulics on my ship!
Not my doing,
I got it from <a href="http://archive.gamespy.com/fargo/january04/newyear/index2.shtml" target="_blank">Planet Fargo</a>